kids.
they know somehow.


you may say i'm a dreamer.
but i'm not the only one.


cant afford to be addicted to evian.


almost got my PDL.
i get by with a little help from my friends.


errands of comfort.
bus ride with a Bible.


clarity, peace, serenity.


this is not how it is.
flailing at the deep end.


see, the luck i've had
can make a good man turn bad
so please, please, please
let me get what i want this time.

perfection at 8:46 PM